[It is, she knows, not an incredibly helpful or rewarding set of answers. She wouldn't blame him if he were frustrated by them. In all honesty, she has some sympathy for that sort of sentiment herself. This place sometimes feels like the skeletal remains of some greater, more complex beast.

Cathaway gives him a thin smile. She smooths the folds of her voluminous wrap down with a vague touch, a tinkle of he metal charms at her wrist.]

We apologize if you don't find our answers satisfying. In time we hope you'll assist us in learning more. For now-- [A pause. She evaluates him before her.] --Do you have any other questions for us?